Flash Fiction : Magic Orb

She watched the magic explode in her open palm.  A sparkling swirl of gold dust and  white hot light.  She was amazed to see it finally come out of her for the first time after so much practicing.

“Hold it,” he whispered in her ear.  She shivered as she felt a frisson of awareness travel up her spine.  The orb of magic fluctuated slightly as she was distracted by his voice. Then, before she even knew what hit her, his finger slid up her arm.  She felt the power in him explode through her blood, only to register with a more intense orb in her palm. The orb sparkled and started to swirl with little flashes of lightning. His power was entering her and combining with hers to create something new.  Something wonderful.  Something that was more than she could handle in the space of a few moments.

She lost her concentration, focusing more on the way his thumb stroked the soft flesh of her arm, and the orb fizzled into nothing.  She felt him sigh, and she couldn’t help her answering one.  Her shoulders slumped in defeat.

“It’s okay.  You did well for your first time.  I pushed you too far by adding my own,” he said softly.

She stepped back from him, trying to calm her nerves.  It was one thing to feel her own power manifest itself in her palm.  It was an entirely new thing to feel his flowing through her, not to mention the awareness she felt with him so close.

She watched him as he absentmindedly opened his palms and his magic exploded itself into a mini storm cloud, complete with lightning, in his hands.  The storm swirled and the little crack of thunder made her jump.  How would she ever be able to handle that running through her?  It was bad enough with him just touching her.  Add in the electricity factor and it seemed impossible.

Oh, it’s amazing what the images on Tumblr envoke.  I saw the first picture the other night, and immediately an idea formed in my head.  Then I saw the second and new it just fit perfectly with the little story idea.

Rarely do I write science fiction.  I just don’t feel like I have a grasp of it, as it isn’t a genre I read a lot.  But, then certain bits of sci fi grab me, and I just feel so connected.  Certain books, specifically Patricia Wrede and Caroline Stevermer‘s  Kate & Cecelia series.  I love the ‘magic’ and wizard quotient.  It makes the stories so much fun.  Well, these two pictures are similar in thinking to that.  Maybe someday I’ll be able to write something like that. Who knows.  Enjoy.

Signing off

~Kate